Chapter 11 Garrison Mission
The Astra Militarum troops resting in the church of Karu City, the capital of Gondwa, did not rest at ease for long. After lunch, there was the sound of the company commander making arrangements.
At present, the main goal of the Astra Militarum is to protect the star port of Karu City so that the continuous rescue and support will not be interrupted. This is also the attitude of the Astra Militarum when facing most enemies.
Anyway, losing the Empire's hold on this world will not make things worse, but fighting a war of attrition is definitely the Astra Militarum's success in defeating the enemy.
If one hundred thousand people are not enough, then two hundred thousand will be needed; if two hundred thousand are not enough, then four hundred thousand will be enough. As long as we can defend this world.
Compared with the loss of surrendering the Emperor's territory to the xenos, life may be nothing...
When Alan Bair, the platoon leader, looked at the map issued above, Karu City was surrounded by a large number of dense forests, and their current goal was to go to the reconnaissance base created by the previous garrison near Karu City.
Warn the large forces when the orcs attack and delay the enemy's attack. In other words, the main force will not be dispatched for the time being, and the dense forests in this world are huge, and there are no armored regiments and artillery regiments to cover them.
Alan Bayer sighed, his regiment was destined to be cannon fodder...
The company commander saw his dissatisfaction and scolded him. "What are you doing?"
Alan Bayer packed up his belongings and asked his men to bring huge packages of supplies, because they also had the intention of supporting the supply when they went to the outpost this time. "The entire army is dispatched, let's go guard the No. 3 reconnaissance station in the south of the city!"
They left the interior of Karu City through the Chimera transport vehicle, passed through the complicated human city, and saw countless statues praising the emperor and heroes, driving from the upper level to the lower level. When they really stepped on the ground, they realized why not Assign armored forces.
The fallen leaves, or the overflowing ferns, were rotten and collapsed, as thick as the terrible radiation snow left by the snowstorm on the outskirts of their home city of Cadiz, which was as high as a person.
Corporal John couldn't help but complain. "Oh my God, what are these things? Are plants so disgusting?"
Kailan also raised his machine gun with his hand. "You can't see the nest, I don't want to see it here!"
Alan Bayer used the bayonet on the butt of his gun to cut off the vines in the forest. The environment here was so outrageous that most of the cars were obviously unable to drive. When he pushed aside a branch, it bounced back and hit the people behind. People, the complaints will never stop.
The residents of the hive city have never seen the true appearance of the garden world, but the colonization of the empire is not like the star sea civilization in science fiction stories that can transform the huge forest into a truly livable place.
Moreover, the influence of many green skins here has also restricted human defenses near Karu City, and the green skins cannot completely clean up the humans here.
God knows how long this damn situation lasted, more than ten years? Hundreds of years?
The sky-blocking ferns block light, the complex and lush forests make it difficult to move, and the large number of decaying ferns make the terrain here ridiculously bad.
The buzzing sound continued, and at first Alan Beyer thought it was just an ordinary insect until an insect as big as his fist flew towards his face.
He had to tilt his head back and wave the bayonet frantically. In fact, he was quite afraid of this thing, especially the dragonfly-like compound eyes staring at him.
But the bug didn't seem to pay attention to his resistance and continued to circle around his head. When the bug flew past his ears, it buzzed like the engine of a Valkyrie transport plane.
Apparently it found nothing of interest and soon flew away, flitting among the dense mossy trees and hanging vines, before ending up hanging upside down in the dense forest.
"God Emperor, what is this..." John looked at the upside-down insect. The people in the nest saw too many new things today. They lacked someone who was truly familiar with the forest...
What’s interesting is that these guys are the ones who survived in the extremely disgusting, radioactive and waste-filled, constantly recycled air, eating the starch blocks recycled from the upper layers of excrement.
Facing this "beautiful" forest environment, I felt at a loss.
The hot and humid environment consumed their physical strength very quickly, especially the three tough men of the heavy weapons team and the supply soldiers carrying a large amount of supplies, because the thick rotten vegetation was like a swamp up to their waists.
People's spirits are highly tense, and they are in a strange environment. There are no veterans to lead them, only a compass and a general direction. This is also a big reason why the Astra Militarum recruits died. The local environment of the planet is terrible.
When Alan Bair saw the sign pointing the way for the local Astra Militarum, it was covered with vines in the forest and had a sign written in High Gothic. Further ahead, there should be an outpost, and there should be two platoons inside. soldiers are waiting for their support.
"Almost there." Alan Bayer spoke in a lowered voice subconsciously. Although the sounds of animals in the forest were bustling and the sounds of ferns colliding with each other were constant, he still did so.
I don't know if this behavior touched the spirit of the hive city residents, but a soldier suddenly couldn't help shouting.
"Enter the enemy! Fifty yards to the west!"
The soldiers had done countless enemy engagement trainings, maybe thirty if not fifty, but now they were in a mess. Not to mention that the reporting point at fifty yards to the west was really a mess. Let’s talk about whether these new recruits could respond. I don't know where it is from south to west.
None of the identification goals, report types and characteristics emphasized by the instructor were achieved.
A moment later, a chaotic beam of light was fired in the forest. With a whooshing sound, the heat of the laser ignited, scorching the fern tree bodies, leaving dark bullet holes.
Alan Bayer felt terrible and was about to shout, but someone took a step ahead of him.
"Cease fire! Everyone cease fire!" John ordered the anxious team to stop. The recruits were panting. Many of them had already fired the beam of an energy battery, and the so-called enemy fell from the canopy of the tree.
It was a small dark green animal with three eyes, like a house cat.
Alan Bair walked over to it and looked at the yelling recruit. "Is this the enemy you are talking about?"
The recruit hesitated. "At least it's green..."
The farce was finally over, and Alan Bayer only felt a little more desperate. Such bad things would happen under the eyes of the God-Emperor...
"Fortunately, you didn't hit your teammates. If you hit one of your own, I will doubt your loyalty without hesitation and give you a shot."
Maybe he had been hanging out with the political commissar for a long time, but his tone made people believe that it was rare for a group of people to move forward honestly. After walking for a long time, they finally saw a piece of flat land in the distance of the forest.
It was an Astra Militarum-style outpost, with trenches, barbed wire, and a battle fortress. The two-story building had a big 3 written on it, and there were heavy firearms and veterans set up.
Alan Bair raised the flag issued in advance and painted the symbol of the Astra Militarum and waved it. (End of chapter)